I'd been babysitting my nephew and he wanted to watch power rangers. I was like, there ain't no way I'm watching the crappy ass new series when I have no clue what's going on. We're kickin' it old school and watching the Mighty Morphin Power Rangers.

And god, I suddenly feel like an adult. To think that Power Rangers first began twenty years ago, it's unreal. I'm just kinda left wondering where did all that time go? I can remember cheering on 'Tommy the White' as everybody used to call him when I was like four years old. Really puts it in perspective, ya know?

Anyway, that nostalgia and them feelz man made me want to upload this again.

He could still scarcely believe he was actually here.

The Portkey had been murder on his stomach, and he felt sick for minutes after landing. But despite that, Harry couldn't keep the grin off of his face as he awoke his second day in Angel Grove.

Everything about being here was just plain brilliant. He had a large room to himself, he had finally gotten rid of Dudley's cast offs, there was no Dursleys and best of all - the British Ministry couldn't track him if he used magic over here in America.

Rolling out of bed, taking a moment as he stood up to admire the soft black quilt Harry reached under his pillow and grasped his wand.

Eleven inches, made up of holly and containing a Phoenix feather core from the familiar of his School's Headmaster, Albus Dumbledore.

With a quick flick of his wand, and a muttered, "Constituo." the bed, sheets and all began to tidy themselves up until it looked as if nobody had slept in it at all.

God he loved magic.

Stowing his wand in the holster on his wrist - He'd placed it under his pillow because it dug into his skin sometimes when he slept - Harry made his way over to the wall closet that doubled as a mirror he opened the sliding mirror doors and quickly grabbed a pair of black jeans and a white short sleeved top.

After quickly pulling his clothes for the day on, Harry left his room stopping only to give Hedwig a quick affectionate rub atop her head.

The house he was currently residing in was quite big, with five bedrooms and cushy soft carpeting. Entering the kitchen, he found both his old DADA professor Remus Lupin and his godfather Sirius Black already there. Lupin reading the newspaper and sipping a cup of tea while Sirius absently munched on some bacon.

"Mornin'." Harry grunted as he let out a wide yawn.

Upon sitting at the table, Sirius slid an extra plate of bacon over to him. "Any plans for the day?" Sirius questioned as he began to eat.

Yesterday after arriving in Angel Grove, Sirius had taken him out shopping for some nice muggle clothing and some stuff for his new bedroom. And he'd then went to the optometrist for a nicer pair of frames - they were still in the process of being created at this point though so he had to make due with a pair of contact lenses for a couple of weeks.

Thankfully, due to the contacts he could see pretty well now. It was just reading that was a bit blurry to him and he didn't have much of anything school work wise to take care of anyway.

it was definitely odd not having the familiar weight on his face though. He'd be glad when he finally got those glasses.

"Making you teach me to become an Animagus." The raven haired teen said with a smirk.

Sirius snorted, "You make it sound so easy." He said, shaking his head. "I'll walk you through the process but it'll take months for you to do it." If he could even become one at all that was.

Harry waved him off, "Fine fine." He said. It was more of a joke to be perfectly honest, But he couldn't deny that he wanted to become one eventually. "Actually." He continued, "I'll probably go look around town, I heard some people talking about a juice bar yesterday that's supposedly a great place to hang around."

Sirius closed his eyes and nodded almost sage-like. "Ah, planning on picking up some girls already are you?" He pondered. His eyes opened and a wide grin split his face, "Good show Harry, I knew you took after me…..besides your good looks that is." Sirius boasted.

Harry snorted back his laughter. He was tempted to point out that despite being his godfather, they weren't related by blood but he decided to leave Sirius to his delusions. Plus, he'd never asked a girl out in his life. He'd probably end up a stammering wreck if he tried.

At least hanging around Sirius might give him a good idea of how to speak to Cho though.

Polishing off the last of his bacon, Harry repeated the spell he used to clean his bed and sent his plate off to clean itself in the sink. "Tempus." He announced next, nodding as he saw the series of numbers appearing and hovering mid-air over his wand.

13:27

A smirk threatened to split his face. It was damn liberating to be away from the Dursleys, he'd have probably been forced up to make breakfast or something at like eight in the bloody morning.

He felt more free than he ever had before in his entire life. Not even first going to Hogwarts made him this happy, because he knew in the back of his mind that he'd eventually have to return to his rotten relative's home.

As it was, Professor Dumbledore had graciously allowed him to come over to America with Sirius if he stayed the first two weeks of the holidays with his relatives to recharge the wards over the home.

And so yesterday, Remus had shown up with a portkey in hand and picked him up.

Dispelling the time revealing spell, Harry stood up and finally allowed his smirk to show. He gave his wand a quick flick in his godfather's direction, "Vellus." He vocalized

Laughter bubbled in his throat as a white colored bolt rocketed from his wand. Sirius attempted to move out of the way, but wasn't fast enough and was struck on his shoulder by the hex. His black hair morphed and elongated both upwards and outwards and then changed to a bright white.

The end result was Sirius having a head full of sheep wool.

Unable to contain his mirth any longer, Harry let out a choked, "Bye." and hurriedly left the kitchen to head out of the house before Sirius decided to retaliate.

When they heard the front door shut behind Harry, both adults in the room let out a few chuckles. "He seems to be in good spirits Padfoot." Remus mused, setting his newspaper down on the table, "He always seemed so serious during the school year."

Sirius barked out another peal of laughter, "It's just my charm rubbin' off on him." He idly pulled out his own wand and reversed the basic hex. Simple, but it was a good attempt for a first prank. "I'm so proud." Sirius continued, mock wiping a tear from his eye in his pride, "The legacy of the Marauders lives on! He just needs a wee' bit of polishing up and ol' Mcgonagall will be cursing Harry's name just like she did ours back in the day." He crowed.

Remus shook his head in amusement. Same old Sirius, loud and proud as always. It seemed even more than a decade spent in Azkaban couldn't force him to grow up.

They basked in their amused states for another few moments, before the feeling around them grew tense and Sirius' face went blank, "Now, about the rat…" He began, all traces of his joking nature completely gone.

It took twenty minutes and the use of a handy charm named the 'Point Me'' spell. But finally, Harry found himself outside his destination.

It was a rather large ground floor based building with no upper floors. But it was easy to see why the place was up and running - that being the many people coming and going from the building. Outside, hanging above the open double doors was a large circular sign proclaiming 'Youth Center - Gym and Juice Bar'.

It was a nice looking place. and way more exciting looking than anything back at old plain and boring Privet Drive.

Heading on inside, Harry made his way to the main area of the building where the juice bar and gym was located, but ended up blocked from entering the wide open room.

Deja vu.

Standing in front of him were two teens looking a bit older than him, but not much taller. One was honestly as wide as he was tall, while the other was a tall scrawny looking guy. They were both decked out in jeans and leather jackets the typical tough guy look these days.

It was like Dudley and Piers had followed him to Angel Grove. Harry barely held back his groan. Hell, they were quite alike in personality too seeing as they were currently harassing a pair of girls who like the two blocking his way looked to be a bit older than him.

The first was an asian looking girl who reminded him of Cho, she had long black hair and was dressed in an entirely yellow outfit. She was quite tall for a girl, infact she had to have a good three or four inches on him in height at the very least.

The other girl was actually a tiny bit shorter than him. she had a very pretty face, with soft brown hair that fell to just below her shoulders and she was wearing a very tight blue top and pink leggings that really clinged to the curves of her body.

Harry would have very much liked to get a better look at her, but unfortunately the two older teens blocking his way also blocked most of his view.

Pity.

He was tempted to pull out his wand a hex them silly. But that may constitute as Muggle Baiting, and he didn't really want to get into trouble for a pair of Dudley and Piers wannabes.

"So how about that double date we were talking about?" The fat one drawled.

His friend erupted into a rather loud and shrill laughter that reminded Harry of a Hyena. "Yeah! What about it!?" He demanded.

The asian girl smiled, "Sorry Bulk, but I'm not interested." She said. Then she pointed at the other girl and then the tall scrawny teen that reminded him of Piers, "And the same goes for Kimberly with you Skull."

Harry had to hold back a snort of amusement. Bulk and Skull? Really?

The fat one, Bulk as Harry now knew him snorted almost like an angry bull, "What!" He demanded, "We not good enough for you!" He demanded as well.

"Yeaaahhh!" Skull drawled, chewing a piece of chewing gum louder than necessary.

Harry rolled his eyes. This was getting annoying now. "Oi, wanna piss off?" He spoke up, "You bloody twits are beginning to annoy me now."

Nobody could ever confuse him for having patience when it came to idiots like Dudley and Piers.

His speaking up drew all fours attention to him and both teens in front of him whirled around. Bulk practically growled at him, red in the face. "You gonna make us, NERD!" He finished by shouting the last word directly in his face.

Harry wrinkled his nose as the boys bad breath washed over his face and Skull predictably sniggered once again.

Lovely, they were wannabe tough guy bullies. The comparisons between these guys and Dudley and Piers were totally getting to him now. Seriously he couldn't be this unlucky could he? To finally leave Privet Drive but then run into two guys that were like carbon copies of his main childhood bullies.

Then again, these two didn't have a gang behind them. So there was a plus.

Skull muscled in beside Bulk and got in his face, "Yeah, gonna make us?" He repeated, sneering at him.

Harry rolled his eyes. After the parasite form of Voldemort, the Basilisk and the Dementors he felt not an ounce of fear from these idiots. It would be insulting if he did.

He saw the brown haired girl begin to make a move towards them, probably assuming he was about to be bullied away or something.

He decided to nip this in the bud right here, before it got out of hand and he was 'saved' by a girl. He had his pride afterall. And he'd never been afraid of his childhood bullies, he got the crap kicked out of him because Dudley always came after him with a gang. He'd learned to do so when they were younger because Harry had left him squealing like a pig when he planted a fist in the fat child's stomach.

So, with that in mind. Harry shoved his head forward, meeting Skull's head with his own in a soft thud. Skull gasped and staggered back slightly, Harry ignored the small bit of pain lancing his forehead from the impromptu headbutt. "Get out of my face or I'll kick your arse up and down this entire building." The green eyed wizard threatened.

If it came down to a fight. He could probably beat the crap out of Skull, he wasn't so sure of Bulk though because of the sheer weight advantage he had on him.

Either way, he still had his wand if things got out of hand. Hidden in plain sight on his forearm wand holster hidden from muggle eyes by a pair of notice-me-not and Muggle-Repelling charms.

Bulk snarled at him and lunged. Harry stepped to the side nimbly, and had to stop his eyes from widening in disbelief as the fat teen ran face first into the door frame and then dropped to the floor groaning in pain.

They had to be kidding on here. Nobody was that stupid, he didn't even think Crabbe or Goyle were that thick and they were about as smart as the average Troll.

Harry wordlessly shook his head. He wanted nothing to do with these idiots he decided as he saw Skull kneeling down and rubbing at his forehead frantically. Seriously? He hadn't even hit the guy hard. He was more like Piers than just appearance wise and personality wise it seemed. Because the rat faced boy from Privet Drive was just as much a wimp.

He turned and was about to head up to the bar to order something to drink, but before he could even take a step he was interrupted by the brown haired girl standing in his way, "Although we didn't really need it, thanks for the help dealing with those two numbskulls." She said, flashing a pearly white smile at him. "I'm Kimberly, and this," She introduced herself and then motioned to the yellow clad asian girl who took up standing beside her, "Is my friend Trini."

Well this was new. Harry wasn't really used to girl as pretty as this one happily speaking to him unless they were his teammates from the Gryffindor Quidditch Team or Harry Potter groupies.

He held back a shudder at the thought of those creepy girls. instead, Harry managed to smile at her, "No problem." He replied, "I'm Harry." The teenage wizard introduced himself.

Trini flashed him a smile, but didn't speak because Kimberly spoke up once again, "I really love that accent of yours, are you English?" She questioned.

"Unfortunately." He quipped dryly. Both girls giggled at his dry wit, so Harry assumed he was doing something right. "I just moved here yesterday with my Godfather." Harry continued.

"Ah." Trini nodded, "I was wondering if you'd just moved here since I'd never seen you around here before and almost everyone our age frequents here." The asian girl explained.

"Mmhmm." Kimberly chirped, "So why don't you let us thank you for helping us out by giving you a tour of the place and hang out with us and our friends?" She questioned.

Harry frowned lightly. These girls were quite different from the clicks he was used to. "Are you sure?" He asked, "Cuz' you guys are a bit older than me and usually people don't like to hang out with people younger than them." Harry pointed out.

He honestly thought it was a weird requirement to be friends. From what he gathered, most labelled teens younger than them as 'in-experienced'. Pfft, he'd love to see any of the kids here face down a sixty foot Basilisk with just a sword in hand.

He could cook, he could clean. And he'd faced certain death multiple times. Immature he was not.

Trini raised an eyebrow, "How old are you then?" She asked.

"14, next week." Harry replied.

Kimberly waved a hand in a dismissing gesture, "It's fine, I only turned 16 back in February and a 2 year gap isn't that big a difference." She said.

Hooking an arm through Harry's the older girl turned them around and pointed to an empty table up beside the juice bar, "Why don't you grab us that table and me and Trini will join you once we change out of our work out clothes?" Kimberly asked.

Harry raised an eyebrow. This girl was really outgoing, kind of like Lavender Brown except prettier and less annoying. "Sure, Kimberly." He replied.

Kimberly flashed him another smile, "Great, I promise we won't be long." She said in return. Unhooking her arm from his and then grabbing Trini at the elbow and dragging her along. She paused in the doorway, completely ignoring Bulk at her feet, "And call me Kim, my full name can be such a mouthful sometimes." The brown haired girl told him, giving a quick wink with her eye and then she was gone through the doorway, dragging Trini along behind her.

Harry couldn't help the bit of pride he felt. His first time out alone, free from Privet Drive and he'd already made friends with two rather pretty girls and hopefully impressed them with how he dealt with Bulk and Skull.

Who knew all the crap he took from his cousin and his gang over the years would come in so handy? Padfoot was sure to be proud.

He took one last glance between Bulk and Skull before making his way up towards the empty table Kim as she wanted to be called now pointed out to him. His eyes drifted over the gym area, taking in all the equipment but mostly the large class learning some form of Martial Art from a stocky well muscled teen a bit older than him dressed in black pants and a red tank top.

Harry had to hold back a whistle. That guy wasn't much older than him, maybe a couple years at most and he'd already mastered a martial art well enough to teach it?

After claiming the table, Harry made his way up to the juice bar. The man behind the bar was about equal to Harry in height, wearing flamboyant Hawaii themed clothing and looked to be a bit overweight. But other than that, the man seemed to be overall very pleasant.

"Hey kid, what can I get ya?" The man asked, towelling a glass dry.

Harry assumed he was the much talked about 'Ernie' who owned the bar. Seeing as he was the only person working at all, and Ernie supposedly ran the bar as well as owning it.

"Eh, I'll take a Coke." Harry replied. The raven haired teen cocked his head to the side with a puzzled frown, deciding if he should try and guess whatever the girls liked to drink. But then realized Ernie usually took their orders anyway, "And whatever drinks those girls Kimberly and Trini usually order." He added.

Ernie nodded. As he set about collecting the required items, he spoke up. "This is the first time I've seen ya' around here kid and you're already sharing drinks with those two." He said, his voice rather jovial sounding. He gave a whistle, "Damn you work fast." He continued with a chuckle.

"It's the accent, girls love it." Harry retorted dryly.

Ernie gave another chuckle and then returned to the bar table setting a tray atop it, holding his glass bottle of coke, a frozen yoghurt and a chocolate smoothie." The yoghurts for kimberly and the smoothie for Trini." He explained, "And that'll be $6.49."

After paying and giving the bar owner a brief 'thanks', Harry picked up the tray and made his way over to the empty table he'd claimed for himself and the girls.

A little Muggle Repelling charm worked wonders. He'd have to thank Sirius and Remus for teaching him a bunch of those handy spells yesterday. They were really convenient.

It wouldn't be for another few minutes that Kim and Trini joined him. He was sitting idly sipping from his bottle of coke when they arrived, taking seats at the table beside him.

"You know you didn't need to pay for drinks for us." Kim said, smiling brightly at him, "it was us who invited you to hang out after all." The brown haired girl pointed out, now wearing a tight pair of beige shorts and a pink button up shirt tied at the waist.

"It's fine." Harry replied. "I'm pretty new to the socializing thing but It's usually the guys who pay for a girls food and drink isn't it?"

Trini laughed, now wearing a pair of yellow knee length shorts, a yellow t-shirt and brown vest, "On dates yes." She said, a grin curving at her lips, "Most dates don't involve a guy taking out two girls."

A smirk came to Harry's face, "I'm an overachiever." Was his dry response. It came naturally to him, with all the quips he made about the Dursley's in his head he just had to apply it differently here.

Both girls erupted into giggles, but kim continued by wagging a finger in his face as she took a bit of her frozen yoghurt, "You're cute Harry, but maybe you should pace yourself a bit." She retorted jokingly.

When the laughter faded, Trini asked, "So what brings you to Angel Grove?"

"I don't get along well with my relatives, so I moved here with my Godfather." Harry replied easily. It was true in a roundabout sort of way.

"What about your parents?" The asian girl questioned next.

Harry cringed slightly. His parents were a bit of a sore topic for him, he never knew whether to be happy to talk about them or sad that they were gone for ever. "Dead, they were murdered when I was a baby." He decided on.

Both girls gasped loudly, and Kimberly nudged Trini as if to give her into trouble for bringing up the subject in the first place. "It's fine." Harry continued in response to the action, "I got over it a long time ago."

Now if only that were true.

Kim hurriedly tried to change the subject, "What about school, are you enrolling in Angel Grove High?" She questioned.

Harry shook his head, "Nah, when the school year comes back around I'll be heading back to Scotland." He replied, "My parents enrolled me in a boarding school there back when I was just a baby." Again, not a lie but it wasn't exactly the truth either.

"Really? That sounds prodigiously interesting." A male voice piped in.

Harry had to blink as the voice revealed itself to be a teen a bit older than him dressed in blue overalls and spectacles reminiscent of his old ones. He wasn't very tall, about an inch or two taller than Harry at most and he slid into a seat beside Trini without pause.

"Yeah dude, that sounds crack-a-lackin'." He was followed by a black teen a bit taller wearing a black and red striped shirt and black pants who took a seat on Trini's other side. And then finally the stocky well muscled teen he saw earlier teaching the Martial Arts class took the leftover seat on Harry's side that wasn't occupied by Kimberly.

"Eh…" Harry found himself at a lack of words. Was it normal for random people in the Muggle World to just butt in on conversations?

How rude.

Trini must have noticed his confusion because she was quick to clarify. "Oh no, don't worry about them, these are just our friends." She said. Trini pointed to the bespectacled teen, "This is Billy." She introduced first, "This is Zack." She continued, next pointing to the black teen and then finally her finger fell on the stocky muscular teen, "And this is Jason." She finished.

Kim took up where she left off, pointing at Harry, "Guys this is Harry, he's new to Angel Grove." The brown haired girl said.

"Salutations." Billy said, smiling at him.

"Great to meet ya' man." Zack followed up.

And finally Jason held his hand out for a handshake which Harry took. The older boys grip was very strong, hell stronger than Oliver Wood's and that guy was muscle bound as hell with all the Quidditch training he done.

Harry wasn't as scrawny as he was as a child. Infact due to the constant physical labor he done for the Dursleys, the better food he got at Hogwarts and the constant insane Quidditch training Wood had him doing - he had a nice little bit of muscle on him but even then it took a lot more effort than he felt proud in admitting to stop Jason from basically crushing his hand with his strong grip.

"Nice to meet you dude." Jason said, flashing him a much more friendly smile than Harry was expecting from someone so muscular. Usually guys as muscular as him were muscle bound oafs like Crabbe and Goyle. The soft voice and gentle way of speaking he had though made Jason remind Harry a bit of Hagrid though. Very strong, but with a heart of gold. " Strong grip you've got there." He complimented.

Harry had to hide his grimace. "Thanks." He replied. "Not so bad yourself there mate." The raven haired wizard retorted.

Jason chuckled. "Thanks." He said, his voice tinged with a bit of amusement.

Harry found himself grinning along. He didn't come out and embarrass him by revealing that he had to strain to keep up with him in just a measly little handshake. So he was pretty much alright in his book then.

"So this boarding school in Scotland you were referring to what is it's primary designation? I may have retained knowledge of it in previous excursions of information gathering." Billy cut in.

Harry blinked. The hell was he saying? "...What?" He asked blankly. He noticed the entire table had gone quiet as well and everyone beside Trini was staring at the blue clad teen in confusion.

"He basically asked what the name of your school was because he may have heard of it before in his research." Trini translated for the group.

There was a collective 'Ooooh' around the table and Billy began to look quite disgruntled that they hadn't understood a lick of what he said.

"Doubtful." Harry said, directing them away from Billy's previous 'language problems', "It's a very private school that you can only get into by invite only or based on your heritage." Harry explained.

Again, a half-truth. You only got an invite if you were a Muggleborn, most Wizarding families would give birth to a magical child, very rarely was a Squib born in those families and so they had the 'heritage'.

"You said your parents enrolled you in that school as a baby, so does that mean you come from an old family?" Trini asked.

Harry nodded, "The Potters are a really old family that can trace their family history back a thousand years." He replied. And once again another half-truth. The Potter Family magically appeared some time during the 1300's, but Sirius told Harry that was because the family line was started by one Ignotus Peverell and nobody knew just how far back that family went.

There was something Sirius said about his Invisibility Cloak having something to do with Ignotus but he couldn't remember what at the moment. Just sometimes about it being suspicious how long the cloak had lasted.

Zack let loose a deep whistle, giving off the air of deep impression, "Man dude, so are you like a noble or somethin' like that back over in Engla-" He started to say.

But before he could finish his sentence, the ground suddenly began to shake beneath their feet. Infact, the entire building around them began to rumble.

There was a sudden barrage of high pitched screams of fright as almost everyone in the Juice Bar noticed what was going on and rushed for the exit.

"Earthquake?!" Jason hissed from beside him, staggering to his feet.

Kimberly beside Harry had stood up as well but the force of the shaking beneath them made her slip and tumble backwards.

luckily Harry surged to his feet in time to wrap an arm around her waist and steady her against his side, "Thanks." She breathed out, her breath coming in short gasps.

Harry nodded, giving her a quick smile of reassurement. But as he turned his head away from her to the many teens rushing the exit, a frown overcame his face.

A spell?

He was almost sure it was a wizard or witch doing this. He could practically feel the intense magic vibrating in the air around him. But what kind of monster had the power to cause an earthquake of all things?

Dumbledore may be able to do it, but it was doubtful he would. Voldemort maybe? But the Dark Lord didn't have a body, there was just no way he could channel this much power into a spell while trapped as a spirit.

And then as the shaking of the earthquake increased, Harry felt another source of magic envelope him - it was intense, so powerful infact that he was sure the magic would arc of his body in bolts of static electricity.

He felt a sinking feeling in his stomach when he felt the magic encircle Kimberly, Triny, Billy, Zack and Jason as well.

"Hang-on!" Harry suddenly shouted, drawing their attention. But it seemed to come just a moment too late because pillars of vibrant color erupted around them.

Jasn was encased in a pillar of red energy, Zack black energy, Billy blue energy, Trini yellow energy and kim in a pillar of vibrant pink energy.

And that was the last Harry saw as a pillar of blinding white energy erupted around him and he felt a tug at his naval almost like a Portkey.

"Oh shit-" Harry managed to say before found himself moving, leaving the Juice bar behind.

This was not good. Not good at all.